Lilith, the Storm DemonOh first wife of Adam!
Oh Lilith divine
You've gone and deleted
All access of mine
Your blog is a haven
Enshrouded in mist
Your posts like a memory;
So terribly missed.
Has Adam recalled you?
Has the storm run its course?
Will you open your blog,
Let us in through its doors?
Take note fellow bloggers,
Offend not this power
Or she'll spike all her posts
And turn your milk sour...
EJ Thribb, 6,500 1/2,
Descendant of Adam and Lilith
37 comments:
Im sorry but this is just unacceptable
I do the online flounces , I even have a virtual chiffon dress for doing it
It seems Lilith has recoiled from our barbaric throwing of chicken wings at each other yesterday. She fears the same desultory treatment at our hands.
oh woe woe woe! no more pictures of puppies!!!
Awww... hmmm... yes, the two of you would probably be dangerous characters to cross... i'd rather fight in mash potato than coleslaw, though... and the prize should include a bargain bucket... ;-) Yes, wonder why Lilith has made her blog private...
I think the three of us would be a formidable force against which no mortal would contend. We could be Charlie's Angels. Or Just Charlies.
Eve, happy to swap for mashed potato, provided we can have gravy?
Maybe the thought of hitch in his flouncy dress scared her into hiding I would not be surprised.
Ah, the seductive power of poetry, good thinking that Mermaid
I'm worried about you. Mashed potato? I thought you'd have gone for wet seaweed !
She's probably gone to get a life.
Has the Hitch comitted blog suicide again.
It was bound to end in tears. Half the blogs I visit have chucked it in and the other half are engaged in internecine strife. I am indentured to a new plutocrat and barely have time to comment, let alone post.
I'm still going to take the risk of a beer with the Tuscan when he visits his old estates in Sussex, but it looks like the game's up and no mistake.
Good ode, though, merm. I'd call you the sylvia plath of the blogosphere were it not for the fact that gas mark 8 for half an hour would dry you out and render you inedible.
I just got overly involved in someone else's drama and then had to hide in shame/horror. I thought that every weirdo in the blogosphere would have emailed me by now if any damage was done so I shall resurect my blog f'wot its worth. This is a sweet post Merms.
xxx
Its a great post MM! I did wonder why Lilith barred us all - I like looking at girls puppies - especially ones with little pink noses!
Was there a full moon last time Hitch upped sticks/threw his toys out of the pram? Howl away...
I saw the best blogs of my generation destroyed by
madness, barking hysterical naked,
posting themselves through the bebo streets at dawn
looking for an angry fix...
(w/apologies to the shade of AG)
Whilst you lot are being so "prosaic"
Mama Di Trubes is bloody strugling with 2 effing crumbling discs in my spine ! Tell me something happy ! make me laugh !
Now this post reall WAS rather bloody good - whereas my honest opinion of all the other ones is that they were shit. I was just trying to bolster the self esteem of an up and coming blogger - not trying to get into your knickers as you may have thought, Mermaid. But p'rhaps after a post of this quality I really do feel the old sap arising for the first time in years ... I can't control it ... nope - I feel one coming on, definitely ...
Oooooh, Fisheeee !!!
Trubes, darling - that sounds really awful :-(
My heart goes out to you.xxx
:-((
A good post, but methinks this one only came about due to some state of delirium brought on by a lack of KFC in your diet.
Good poem, Mermaid. Were you being clever when you wrote "turn your milk sour"? Her boobies were supposed to be devoid of milk.
Hi GB! I was being clever! (I read it up on wikipedia!)
EK, glad you like it when I am clever
Geoff, you can't make me either support Man U or eat a Bargain Bucket
TRUBES!!!! So sorry to hear that - how painful for you!!! I would write you a poem too but at the moment all I can think of that rhymes with Back is Crack, Whack and Sack...
Verge - I don't know what the Hitch s up to. I give it two weeks this time before he takes off his flouncy dress and joins us again in the blogosphere.
Nope im finished
sick of liars and twats , I meet enough of those in the real world dont need to waste any my life dealing with them online.
That BTW isnt aimed at any of you
Liars AND Twats! That's nearly all the population. I'm not a liar, but I am a twat. If I were a bloke, I would be the one everyone else thinks is the biggest nob in the office. Please don't deny twats the privilege of posting obscenities on your blog, it's not fair!
Mermaid I doubt that you a twat
KFC munching drunkard maybe , but not a twat (+:
A God botherer
An electrician botherer maybe
But not a twat (+:
On the other hand I dont work with you so would have to ask your colleagues.
Maybe you could have some sort of online poll?
Are you lot still bickering ?????
For heavens sake
***** wanders off muttering***
I dont believe it
The Hitch has done a flounce AGAIN
A swish of interweb chiffon and he was gone , blog and all.
Come back Hitch and Lilith.
The Beast is bereft
***sob**
Anyway moving on how are you MoM :-)
BEAST!
we're not bickering! We're having a love-in!
But welcome aboard, fair Beast! We are praising the Lilith today. I do hope Lilith and Hitch have not eloped and sailed off into the real world sunset on a milk cart...
PS. Lilith, thank you for paying heed to my little ode. Perhaps I shall from this point on conduct all my postings in verse...
Ohh what did you lot do on thy fellow blogger?
The Hitch needs his own poem Mermaid. Even my little puppy leaves him stone cold...Melt him.
AWW!!!! Lilith's blog is BACK! and a picture of the puppy!!!
hey nonny! No -
(see what I did there?)
We didn't do anything (I think)
This is what is known as a Hitch Flounce. It's lasted more than 24 hours now so it could be serious.
The Hitch needs his own poem Mermaid. Even my little puppy leaves him stone cold...Melt him.
How could your little piglet leave anyone cold? :(
You are right Mermaid. Piglet has persistance, charm and confidence behind this very personal campaign.
Mermaid: "If I were a bloke, I would be the one everyone else thinks is the biggest nob in the office."
You're always so precise I assume the k was left off here on purpose. Just how much of a nob are you, then? Dame, Duchess, Queen?
I think we should be told.
I'm Jewish, that's why I left a bit off.
Gefilte fish?
bubuleh!
"Bubuleh" - is that a kosher bubble? I suppose as a mermaid your thinks-bubbles double as a visible manifestation of breathing out. If you hold your breath do you run out of ideas?
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